Someone told me maybe

Bellamy had been out patrolling when the scent of her daughter caught her attention. It seemed that Hay had taken a path that connected to her own. The woman would trail after her, knowing that her daughter had been… reclusive after what had happened. She worried for the young Leader, though what she would stumble upon would need to temporarily take priority…

Strangers at their borders… and a paw with a familiar cream and slate coloring mixing with his purple. The scent too, while not bearing the father nor Ethne, reminded her of her friend, and Bells approached just in time to hear the kid make a smart remark. Oh boy, the kid was going to have to learn that being rude to alphas was a bad idea… especially in case he offended one that was reactive. Bellamy sighed, coming to stand beside Haydee donned in her cape and armed with her dagger.

“No child, I did.” The old wolf looked down at him. “You shouldn’t judge a wolf by their appearance. It can very easily be your undoing to underestimate the wrong one.” She did not mean a threat by it, but better to learn from her by word of mouth than in the midst of battle… she flinched, the rainbow girl and the figure she had been mixed with during Bellamy’s battle flicking into her mind. Right… if anyone would even trust her with kids now…

To distract herself from falling into another rabbit hole of self depreciation and doubt, the woman flicked her eyes to the albino male who had come with the children. He spoke of the children’s father, and their mother… her fur bristled, the thought that Fenix had been taken advantage of at his lowest making her sick. With any luck whoever challenged the bitch to the death would shred her and put her in the ground… Didn’t sound like a great individual anyway. Her gaze flicked from the male to Haydee.

“These children are Fenix’s… without a doubt.” The woman spoke with certainty. “This boy,” She gestured at Copper. “Holds his cream and slate coloring… Their  scent has a touch of his natural musk too.” Her gaze flicked to Reqouis.

“On the off chance that this… biii– w-woman lives…” Bellamy very nearly forgot herself in front of the kids and barely caught herself. “What does she look like?” Her claws bit the soil. The woman might have wanted to abandon the kids… but if she came back to Ethne to mess with Fenix or them… Bellamy would finish what her opponent started.

"Speech," 'Thought.'